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Major Event #1
Well, mi esposo and I moved. Yes, we moved!!!
After nine years in Clinton Hill (6 of which were with mi esposo) in our teeny-tiny apt, which I'd started calling the "Den of Despair" we are in a sunny, beautiful two-bedroom apartment in Bed-Stuy.
Our stuff in the Rabbit Movers truck. They were fabulous -
ask for Carlos to supervise your move.
We couldn't be happier! Do-or-die-Bed-Stuy - we love it! Strangely enough, our move wound up being the weekend that we planned our vacation to Maine. Of course we rallied and moved, made a giant batch of food for our sweet dog, dropped her off with our friend Tara and high tailed it to Maine.
Major Event #2
Oh....and the week of our move was our five year anniversary!
We spent the evening bringing the couch down to the curb. Who said physical work isn't romantic? Knowing that we were one step closer to leaving the Den of Despair was so much more romantic than an evening drinking champagne.
Speaking of champagne.....
Major Event #3
My sister was in town from that ridiculously fabulous resort-town where she currently lives. Seeing her (coupled with moving) is making this, the best year ever. We hung out downtown and went to her favorite Vietnamese restaurant. Then she took me to the Gagosian to see the Takashi Murakami show. I miss being with her. My sister helped shape my view of the world. She took me to my first Almodovar movie when I was in junior high and brought home a copy of Fellini's "And The Ship Sails On" which to this day is one of my favorite movies. She brought the entire planet to our home in Queens and I absolutely love her for it!
I took her to the fantastic Lady M.
Who doesn't love champagne with your afternoon treat?
Which leads to the last major event in the past 49 days:
Major Event #3
We went with 6.5 close friends (the .5 is the lovely little boy Ty from Austin). We were right on the beach and it was freakin' amazing!
I finally had my first lobster roll and plenty of steamers. Our friend, Pete, schooled us in the New England way of eating clams. See that little glass of melted butter? You open the clam, pull it out, dip it in the water, then the melted butter. Mmmmmm.....that was good.
If you're ever in the OOB (Old Orchard Beach), stop by the Pier Fries.
Wow they were the best fries I think I've ever eaten....yes, they were definitely the best fries I've ever had. Mmmmm...hot fries. Of course, that's mi esposo's bottle of Cholula hot sauce on the table.
I even saw seagulls eat clams!! Being a New Yorker, I'd never seen them eat anything but french fries.
Our friend Laura (also a born and bred New Yorker) and I tried feeding them the left over steamers. They were slightly interested, but when we whipped out that box of fries they went bananas.
Laura said it reminded her of a scene from The Birds. It was so fantastic.
One of the most incredible things about being in Maine was finally reconnecting with my sweet "little sister" Sonya. We met when I was in college (she was in high school) and I instantly fell in love with this beautiful person. She moved to Maine years ago and I'd never visited.
Seeing her made me so happy. She's newly married to a great man. She works for one of the newspapers in town, volunteers helping young immigrant women (being a port, Portland Maine is surprisingly diverse - there are lots of Asian and African teens that she works with) and to top everything off - Sonya's a talented hip-hop artist. Mi esposo and I had so much fun with her.
Overall, the trip was exactly what we needed. Mi esposo celebrated his birthday in Maine by playing a few rounds of golf. I was able to spend time with one of my best friends (she and her boyfriend are really hard workers and we never get to spend time together - but they drove up at the last minute and it was so worth it).
I slept in and chilled. We were able to relax and just be.
I love Maine.